Where's My Girl?

Lust has no mercy
Like flies to a fruit
You keep me thirsty
For your flesh your juice
There’s not a fire
As violet blue
Oh how you burn the perfect bruise
Where’s my girl
Where’s my girl
I’m calling to you baby
Where’s my girl
Where’s my girl
Where’s my girl
I’m calling for you baby
Where’s my girl
You bite like a bee sting
I kiss your tattoo
Numb me with lipstick
Pills and booze
All those pretty girls
Are ghosts of you
Haunting me in my silent room
Where’s my girl
Where’s my girl
I’m calling to you baby
Where’s my girl
Where’s my girl
Where’s my girl
I’m calling for you baby
Where’s my girl